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"shoot them!"

The deep voice growls once again as he gives his crew orders to cease the dumbfounded team of Hongjoong. Changbin squints his eyes while rubbing his pointy chin, seemingly puzzled. 

This voice is familiar.

But before he could continue to go deep further into his memories and find the voice in his memory card, small pebbles come flying at them.

"hey!" Wooyoung shouts loudly at the man, loudly, like super loud, louder than bombs, oh my. Jooyoung didn't know who to get annoyed at, to the man who attacked them for no reason or Wooyoung with his loud ass voice. Probably Wooyoung.

"wait!" Wooyoung stands at the middle and has his legs open wider than usual— making an equilateral triangle if you could imagine that.

The shootings stopped.

"hey, you!" Wooyoung pants a bit before shouting again. 

"why in the depths of fucking hell are you shooting us!" 

Wooyoung showed every audience clear frustration. His ears are in the shade of color red, and his nerves popping out at the side of his head. He couldn't take this, he was very exhausted from a week of the gloomy ride and now some deep-voiced man started shooting them? Oh hell no.

But the cunning fox flinches when the other goes in front, with shining eyes. Changbin finally recovered the memories he has with the deep-voiced. 

"Mingi!" he shouts, with a bright smile, swaying his arms at the air like a bamboo— but a bamboo with lots of bumps, you know what that means? He jumps happily, trying to make Mingi come out from his bushy hideout.

"Yoh, It's me Changbin!"

Mingi slowly peeks his sculptured face at the men below, with a deep furrow formed in his brows. He soon gave the audience a bigger view of his body, by jumping down from the cliff, supported by his long leash, and standing right before the small crew of Hongjoong.

Great body proportions— broad shoulder, attractive Adam's apple, plump lip, sharp eyes, solid arms, long firm legs. And it would be pretty obvious that he has firm humps at his tummy. Is he a god?

Seeing him made San let himself be swallowed by the shadow of Jooyoung, or in simple means, hid behind the girl. And even the confident Wooyoung couldn't help but step backward with how strong the tall man's aura could get him, like a born-to-dominate person. The cunning fox gulped, remembering that he just cursed the tall man. Should've thought before shouting those things. Oh my, he looks intimidating. He spoke too much even with his mouth sealed and his brain circles around the train of thoughts he currently has.

"who," voice cracks.

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Everyone spared a minute to process what the so-called god in front of them just did.

Mingi pops him for a moment, tilting it to the side so that the crew couldn't get a glimpse of his tomato face. The cunning fox, Wooyoung, swallowed his words back. That voice crack was something a turn-off.

"Who are these people?" Mingi asked, retaining his intimidating aura, speaking boldly at the small Changbin in front of him. Changbin snickered at the actions he is witnessing by his old friend or old-and-tall-guy-that-was-bombed-by-puberty-because-look-at-this-man-that-voice-is-hella-deep-and-attractive friend. Sorry, that was kind of long.

Changbin hugs the tall man, tightly. But the bright man with ink-black hair suddenly turned serious, looking more intimidating than the taller man before him. "I need to talk to Yunho."

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